【Qijie】Liuguang

The key turned one and a half times in the door lock, the door opened with a creak, and the light was as warm as if soaked in lantern paper.He stepped on the threshold, knocked his boots on the carpet, took off his coat and put it on the coat rack; glanced at himself at the phone screen, and tucked in the collar of his blood-stained shirt.He clicked his tongue.

"Qi Ya?" A question came from the room.

"Yeah." Qi Ya replied.He strolled towards the source of the sound, and saw Xiaojie curled up on the sofa with a huge pillow in his arms, only two obsidian-like black eyes were exposed from under the pillow; seeing him coming, he turned to the side like a sweet pea Rolling and rubbing, leaving a seat barely enough for one person.Qi Ya sat down.Probably feeling the cold air on his body, Xiaojie sneezed: "Is it still snowing outside?"

"Yeah." Qi Ya casually grabbed a towel from the side to wrap him up, and grabbed the remote control of the air conditioner to increase the temperature.

Probably because he was sleepy, Xiaojie yawned again, his voice seemed lazy: "How is your work?"

"It's okay." Qi Ya replied, "Go to Youkexin for a business trip tomorrow."

"I'm on a business trip again." Xiaojie said plainly, "But I have something to do tomorrow, and the teacher asked me to follow her to do research."

"Where?"

"I don't know yet." Xiaojie took his finger to play with, and twirled the shiny silver wedding ring on his ring finger, a streak of light streaked across the smooth ring.He put his hand on it, and the two rings of the same style collided with each other, making a jingling sound: "But I will be back on time before the anniversary. Don't be late, too, Qi Ya."

"I'm the one who is most punctual, okay?" Qi Ya glanced at him with lowered eyelids, and there was a half-smile in his eyes, probably meant to mock him.Xiaojie snorted, rubbed against him again like a sweet bean, let go of the pillow and rolled into his arms, buried his face in his clothes and said in a muffled voice, "I won't be late this year!"

Qi Ya held back a smile and patted the back of his neck.Snowflakes lazily rubbed against the half-covered glass windows, and a few dim lights lit up softly and gracefully in the gap between the city and the night.An unknown movie was playing on the TV, and a few half-read books were scattered on the coffee table.There was a sound of steam from the pressure cooker in the kitchen, Xiaojie let out an ah, turned over quickly, and ran to the kitchen with a cotton mop: "It's ready to eat!"

"What did you do?" Qi Ya followed suit and stood up, "Let me tell you in advance, I don't want to eat omelet rice anymore."

"Potato stew!" Xiaojie put on cotton gloves and put the fragrant dish on the plate. Hearing this, he turned his head and glared at him: "What's wrong with omelette rice, Qi Ya is picky eater! You will be fined to eat double meals tonight." Vegetables!"

"Hey——" Qi Ya dragged his voice, walked over to take the plate in his hand, and carried it to the dining table.

"Be careful!"

"understood."

"Want to drink?"

Qi Ya thought for a while: "White grapes."

"... Shouldn't that be served with Western food? Qi Ya is so strange." Even so, Xiaojie leaned over and found the wine and glasses from the wine cabinet.

"What's the dessert?" Qi Ya asked casually while opening the bottle and pouring wine, pushing the goblet to the seat opposite.

"I knew you would care about this more than the dinner." Xiaojie sat down and took the wine glass filled with clear liquid: "Lava chocolate cake! Do you like it?"

Qi Ya grinned at him brightly to show his satisfaction from the bottom of his heart, and even the tone of his speech was as sweet as chocolate: "I like it."

Xiaojie has seen through his essence long ago, but he just smiled and indulged his childlike habit of eating sweets.He raised his glass.They clinked glasses, chatted in low tones, and told each other anecdotes about work, like cramming students or unwary subordinates who had trouble.A bouquet of fresh orange blossoms was inserted in the glass bottle on the table, and the lights hanging on the wall were soaked in the glistening white wine to intoxicate people.Anyone who has seen their relationship will say that this is a very good relationship.In fact, this is indeed the case. They have been married for several years, and when they quarrel, they seldom quarrel.The reason is untestable for the time being. It can be attributed to the compatibility of personalities. But in fact, although they have never communicated, the two people are actually quite synchronized. I think it is because I consider the complexity of my career, so I would rather choose to regress than get along with each other. The time wasted on such boring things as quarrels or cold wars-no matter from which point of view, the two of them are very busy.

Coincidentally, both of them think so, so the fight can't be quarreled. When they appear together, they are often responsible for publicly firing flash bombs to blind people's eyes.

But this couple who are in a good relationship don't know that in the near future they will meet unexpectedly in a chaotic scene mixed with screaming and crying. The low-key wedding ring of the same style is smashed The flickering rays of light flickered for a moment, and it was almost thrown into the sea by the owner who couldn't hold back.

The two people got used to seeing each other's smiles that were about to show halfway, and tremblingly stiffened on their faces.

"...Qi?"

"Kiya Beat the Enemy... It seems that you are not a simple university teaching assistant."

"Jay Freeze."

"Your father was Kim Freesh?—no wonder."

The two of them spoke every word dryly, gnashing their teeth in the flames of war.

This is something that happened later, so let's not press it for the time being.They still don't know that they are about to usher in the biggest crisis since their stable and sweet married life for several years, and improper operation is very likely to lead to divorce and property settlement.At this time, they just simply enjoyed a warm dinner with their lover before the mission, the lights, orange blossoms, white wine and the person sitting opposite.After the meal, they washed the dishes together. Since both of them had business to do the next day, they didn't do anything extra. After taking a shower, they went to bed and said good night.

——Later, after all the truth came to light, Qi Ya didn't say anything, and secretly regretted it. If he had known this, he should have tossed this guy over and over again before the showdown, and made him cry and beg for mercy. It is not enough to get out of bed.

This is still a story.这个时候的揍敌客家三少爷并不知道未来的自己会对现在的自己如此恨铁不成钢，他只是纯粹享受他的婚姻和爱人躺在身旁一起入梦的感觉。There is a familiar fragrance at the end of the nose. Of course, they are using the same shower gel, but it seems that there will be a subtle difference when mixed with body temperature. It is obviously the same smell. Why does it smell so good on this person?

He kissed the guy on the forehead.Xiaojie had probably fallen into a semi-drowsy state, didn't wake up, just dazed and rubbed against his arms again, like a sweet bean.

I don't know if it is still snowing outside the window, but the only sound in the room is the slight sound of the heating operation and the soothing sound of breathing in my ears.Qi Ya is an extremely capable hunter and even a well-trained killer. Even when he falls asleep, he will always have a nervous state of light sleep, but next to this person, his alarm system seems to be broken. It looks like a thread, and it doesn't squeak; it can even be said that the years of being married to Xiaojie are the best and most peaceful years of his life so far.Although he would still stay awake with one nerve, his vigilance and doubts about his surroundings had faded a lot. Basically, as long as he held this guy in his arms, he could sleep with his eyes closed until dawn.

It's a bit bad... If this guy wants to kill me, there is no need for any profound tricks, and I will explain it here.

What am I thinking... I have done too many tasks recently, am I getting nervous? This guy is just an ordinary university teaching assistant.

After a period of time when the mission is empty, where can I go on vacation with Xiaojie...

Qi Ya leaned against Xiaojie's forehead, before his consciousness fell into a soft sleep, he thought in a daze.

He seldom dreams, and often closes his eyes and opens them overnight.Killers pay attention to efficiency, and unprovoked dreams will only waste physical energy and energy.

But very rarely, he had a dream.

I dreamed that it was a hot rainy season, which was the opposite of the cold and snowy weather outside the window.

He dreamed of their meeting.

They met at a charity dinner.Qi Ya would appear there because of the mission, of course, put on formal clothes, tie, jewel cufflinks, leather shoes, suit and trousers, pretended to be the young master of a wealthy businessman, and entered the hotel openly in the pouring rain. The young ladies who were still pretending to be reserved took a glass of sparkling wine with blind eyes and looked at the target through the smooth reflective glass wall.

The target is an important government official, looking a little greasy middle-aged man, as to whether the reason for being bought by someone is corruption and bribery, or offending someone who shouldn't be offended, Qi Ya has no interest in knowing; the other party is dating someone who looks similar to him The young man was chatting, with just the right amount of pride on his face, but Qi Ya didn't miss his hidden gaze that lingered on the young man's neck, waistline and legs from time to time.

……I see.

Qi Ya blankly glanced at the target, the young man.

He paused for a moment.

The young man stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, and the heavy rain hit the glass window behind him, sparingly making transparent water marks. Outside the window were planted tall and towering flowers and trees, and the branches, leaves and tree shadows swayed in the rain, hanging down a few The strands of wet aerial roots almost gave him the illusion that he was standing in the tropical rainforest during the rainy season.The eyebrows are not particularly delicate and perfect, but there is a burst of heroic spirit, the skin is healthy and bright, the lines of the waist and legs are very vigorous and smooth, and the whole portrait is like a tall, young and vigorous tree. Oak tree, even if the whole person is wrapped in a strict and rigid suit, Qiya can still feel the deadly and attractive vitality.

... No wonder he was chosen.Qi Ya felt a strange sense of trance.

Seeing such a blunt and sunny person smile, I also want to laugh unconsciously, but looking at his broad shoulders and narrow waist, there are probably some guys who want to press him down and watch him show other expressions.That government official was probably one of them.However, the young man didn't seem to be very interested in the middle-aged man, and his smile was always very polite, but it was limited to the scope of politeness, and his eyes kept wandering in the distance, as if he was trying to find a chance to escape.

It seems that there is probably no need for Qi Ya to do anything, he will find a way to get away from the target soon.This makes the task much easier.

Qi Ya withdrew his gaze fixed on the wall of the cup, raised his glass and took a sip.

As an important government official, the target of course had bodyguards, but Qi Ya sensed that they were ordinary people who could not read, and they did not pose a threat to him at all.

So far so good.

Maybe it went too smoothly, so he quietly swept his peripheral vision towards the target again for the first time.To be precise, it was the young man next to the target.

He frowned slightly.The goal is probably that he has never met such a soft and hard object, and gradually became impatient, and narrowed the safe distance that was barely maintained, and asked the young man to drink the wine in his glass.The young man probably didn't expect him to make a move suddenly. After a few seconds of astonishment, he frowned and resisted, but it could be seen that he controlled his strength very carefully—Qi Ya could tell that this guy was a type of regular exercise. Shoving may injure important government officials, and it is estimated that it will cause a lot of trouble.However, the latter didn't appreciate it at all, and instead intensified it. The young man didn't expect that instead of stopping, he became more and more arrogant, and was bullied by him for a while.This little struggle was going on quietly in the dark corner of the banquet, without making a sound.Most people's eyes were focused on the ongoing charity auction, and no one paid attention to it, except for the silent bodyguards and Qi Ya.

Gee.

Qi Ya didn't know what he was thinking, according to his usual temper, he wouldn't care about such things at all, and it is also a foreseeable fact that the target will be easier to attack after he relaxes; but he is uncharacteristically, very inconsistent with his previous temper He put down the wine in his hand and stood up.

With his long legs, he walked towards this unnoticed corner.

He walked lazily, as if walking leisurely in the early morning when no one was there, but the steps were long. He walked to the French window in a few steps, raised his hand to hold the young man's wrist, and pulled off the hand that was stuck to it by the important person.

Qi Ya glanced needlessly at the frightened and angry man, and just lowered his eyes to the young man and said: "What's the matter with you, this kind of thing happened when I didn't take a good look at you."

He was also very lazy, and the words he said were even more lazy and lacked energy, but he managed to make the middle-aged man stop for a while.He glanced at the two outstanding young men, hesitated for a few seconds, and then politely asked Qi Ya's identity.

Qi Ya coldly reported his false identity.The young and promising son of a local wealthy businessman, the important government officials have no intention of offending for the time being.A fake smile appeared on his greasy face, and he offered two glasses of champagne as an apology.

Qi Ya didn't answer, and didn't let go of the hand around the young man's wrist. He pulled him across the banquet hall, and didn't let go until he was completely out of the target's sight range.

The young man has always been very cooperative, except for the moment when the wrist was held tight at the beginning, the rest of the time he let him act obediently and led him away at the end.It wasn't until then that he raised his face and showed his first smile that night, pure and brilliant, and he could feel his sincerity just by looking at him: Thank you.

When he got close, Qi Ya realized that he had a pair of pretty amber eyes. When the streamer inadvertently flicked, it seemed that there was a clear golden sun raining down.

For the first time, he felt a little uncomfortable, he didn't show anything on his face, still too lazy to look a little cold, he took a glass of sparkling wine and handed it to the other party: name?

My name is Xiaojie.The young man took the glass of wine, and light flowed in the pale golden liquid, like his eyes.

What about you?

Qi Ya lowered his eyes and took a sip of his wine, his tone still casual.

Qiu.

It was still pouring rain at the end of the party, and many guests opted to check in directly at the hotel.However, the important person is a cautious person and never spends the night outside; a large part of the reason why he can go so far in politics really depends on his cautiousness.He sat in the car in a little embarrassment under the escort of the security guards with huge umbrellas, and slammed the door shut.

He wiped his cheeks and hair carefully with the dry towel in the business car, snorted a bit unluckily, looked up and said to the driver who had been waiting all night: go home.

He didn't wait for a response, but a cold hand responded to him.

The driver was lying on the driver's seat, black blood oozing from the cloth on his chest, as if a flower had bloomed on it.

At first, the man didn't feel anything in the car, but now, as if some invisible device had been released, the sharp nails touched his carotid artery, and the skin might be cut at any time, bursting out bright red blood.The cold murderous aura washed over his whole body like a glacier, a mountain river releasing a flood.He seemed to be choked by the god of death, obviously in midsummer, but he seemed to have fallen into an ice cellar, and fluffy sweat leaked from his back, wetting his shirt layer by layer.With a trembling voice, he proposed one thing after another that he had and could promise, trying to bribe his life back from the hands of death.

He still hadn't been able to wait for the echo he expected, and before his hand hidden in his suit pants pressed the alarm device, that hand cut open his neck neatly.

The rain hit the roof violently, rumbling like the roar of Thor.

After a while, a silver-haired young man got out of the car.He was clearly standing there, but it was as if some kind of invisibility device had been activated. The people who came and went hurried past with umbrellas, got into cars, and drove away as if they hadn't seen him.Standing under a huge black umbrella, the young man has exquisite eyebrows and eyes, and his silver-blue eyes are like shining sapphires.The murderous aura that had been cold and heavy before dissipated like a cloud, and he walked away calmly, stepping on the puddles with his shiny leather shoes, transparent rain fell on his umbrella, and slid down the umbrella surface, forming a circle Transparent water curtain.

Behind him, the bright and dim car lights merged into a river of light, and the bustling lights of skyscrapers lit up into a road all the way to the sky.He took a few steps and stepped into the boundless darkness.